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Rupert Hine - Eleven Faces lyrics
I feel the blood of a reptile run Through the veins of a child And should my eyes trick my memory Will the beast shed his skin in the wild The screen is lit And there they stand In single line A column of figures That totals something different - everytime Perhaps his face was wiped away that night To leave some other that I'll never recognise; Do I remember how he held the woman down His shadow made a pool so deep she had to drown Eleven faces Blank and taunting Through the glass A swarm of eyes I didn't see before - now wait for me to pass Perhaps his face was wiped away that night To leave some other that I'll never recognise; Do I remember how he held the woman down His shadow made a pool so deep she had to drown Ten faces melt away until there's only one And someone murmurs now, you must decide I feel the blood of a reptile run Through the veins of a child And should my eyes trick my memory Will the beast shed his skin in the wild |
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